Be still and know that I am God.
Be still and know that I am.
Be still and know.
“Well, I / we made it through another week.”
Lord, save me from myself. And forgive me.
Forgive me for cluttering up my life so that all I seem to feel is tired. Forgive me when I shut out the world because my spirit just can’t hear one more story. Forgive me for being so focused on what’s next that I miss what’s now. Forgive me for missing out on so much of what is so beautifully surrounding me. Moonrises. Wispy clouds. The color purple. Laughter. Beautiful melodies. Harmony. Forgive me for missing the Alleluia’s and the Amen’s.
Words from Psalm 46 lead into the words from Psalm 118: 24 when we are reminded: “This is the day that the Lord has made. WE will rejoice and be glad in it.”
Perhaps one lesson from this week of “making it through” is to lean into the message of collectively rejoicing. There is much to be said for our communal giving thanks. There is hope in the reminder of the greater connection.
Even after this week of prayerful news from the Navy Yard, from the ongoing stories from Syria and from the times of uncertainty with healthcare and immigration….even in these tender days there is a time for looking to a greater hope, for recognizing God’s presence. There is a peace that comes when I can be still long enough and remember to lean into the wisdom and comfort of the communion of saints. There is strength from communal prayers that speak words of faith when my voice feels too timid or too weary. It is the power of a prayer prayed and a song sung that is greater than mine could ever be ~ it is in this collective rejoicing that I have the renewed energy to begin to find my way. It is in the recognition that THIS IS THE DAY, this is the moment and the time for us _ it is in this place that my weariness begins to fall away and I can turn and return to a balanced and truer place.
Be stiller and knowing better that you are our Creator God and the you are creating still is my beginning (again) place. Opening up to the “I am” of what was, is and will be.
Thanks to John or Rande or Sam or Brogan who took the picture at the top. It’s a picture of a Massai Mara Sunrise. It wasn’t that long ago we were there in the midst of a vast beauty of God’s re-creating. For that beauty and for what’s now all around here THIS DAY ~ thank you.
Working as a Hospice Chaplain, Lesley is an ordained minister in the United Church of Christ. A Candler School of Theology graduate, Lesley has just published her second book, Grief and the Psalms: Companioning the Moon for 29 Days (available on this website). She and her partner, Linda Ellis are raising their two sons, Brogan and Sam in Decatur, GA.